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1207 Misfortune at home

Arthur stared at Renly quietly.

Lanli sat gracefully and quietly, with her left leg overlapping on her right knee, her hands casually placed on her knees, leaning slightly relaxed towards the back of the chair, a hint of laziness and casualness appeared between her eyebrows, and the soft halo on her body exuded a faint warmth, which made others unwilling to relax.

But in the understatement, he showed decisive calmness and self-sustainment.

Suddenly, Arthur couldn't help laughing happily, and sincerely, his long and narrow eyes flowed out with a full smile.

Arthur has always known that in fact, the most terrifying, dark and evil one in the Hall family is Renli. He would rather face Elve and Elizabeth at the same time than face Renli alone; but unfortunately, only Edith believes in his judgment, and others seem to be unimaginable that the harmless little guy who devotes himself to the performance world is actually a big devil.

Now, it was finally George and Elizabeth's turn to suffer. Just thinking about their embarrassment and predicament in their minds, Arthur couldn't help laughing. Although such behavior was not supposed to be, Arthur could not help but, for a long time, he had never been so happy.

"You know, I've started to like you for the first time." Arthur raised his jaw gently, cast his gaze from a high point, and said in a proud and picky tone.

Lan Li shook her head, "Thank you, but I still have to refuse formally and seriously."

Then Arthur was almost choked by whiskey, caught off guard, and his movements and expressions were slightly embarrassed.

Lan Li pretended not to see it, and calmly changed the topic, "Don't tell me, this time you came to Los Angeles, you came to find yourself and your dreams." The sharp complaints were full of fire, and there was no intention of letting go.

After Arthur calmed down, he curled his lips and sighed, "Lanley, you have learned bad things. Are you talking so straightforward in Hollywood? Such a way of asking questions and such irony are too low-level. You know, you have no cultivation at all, which is really disappointing. Edith is the same, speaking straightforward and without any charm."

"You mean, do you want to talk to Elve?" Lan Liyun threw a flying knife lightly.

The center of the red heart.

Arthur spread his hands again and began to complain:

"Look! That's what I said. You no longer have patience and foundation, and everything has become simple and crude... Wait, wait a moment, don't leave."

"I made a special trip to Los Angeles and attended Oscar Night. Just to chat with you, you won't leave like that... Renly Sebastian Hall! OK, okay, I'm honest, I really don't have any sense of humor. God, Princess Beatrice has always said that you are a very humorous guy..."

"Don't glare at me. I've received your signal. Yes, okay, I won't change the subject. Did Jesus Christ, Edith say it? You are a demon, yes, demon."

This is Arthur's disguise.

Every nobleman has his own disguise, and Arthur's disguise is a loose/unrestrained skin and easy social interaction. The method of not touching the body can always easily wander among the crowd, but no one can find his true self hidden strictly. Compared to Elf, compared to Edith, and compared to Renly, Arthur is the person who is best at concealing himself.

After all the jokes and jokes were cut off, Arthur calmed down, picked up the wine glass, just shaking it gently, warming the whiskey bit by bit with his palm. This is a taboo, but Arthur did it on purpose, as if he could see the alcohol slowly evaporate, just like blooming flowers withering, with a magnificent and magnificent beauty.

"I have no idea."

After a long silence, Arthur whispered.

The busyness and bustle of Oscar Nights are still coming and going, but the endless crowds have never approached the area where Renly and Arthur are. They carefully separate out a no-man's land, as if another world is in a surging crowd, but no one can see themselves.

Arthur's lips smiled out loud, bitter and powerless, and pulled it with a self-deprecating touch, but it finally calmed down. In such a moment, Arthur and Renli's eyebrows began to become similar, as if after taking off the mask, hesitantly and timidly revealed the truth, and suddenly discovered their similarities.

"Yes, I don't know."

Arthur repeated again, a trace of confusion deep in his eyes was filled with a faint pain, and then he let out a sigh of relief, "I don't know why I came to Los Angeles, I don't know why I attended this party, I don't even know why I was sitting here. Do you believe it?"

In the last sentence, Arthur raised his eyes, met Lan Li's eyes, and looked over calmly.

There was nothing deep in his eyes, but Lan Li knew that this was the real Arthur. He was in the center of the whirlpool of the world of fame and fortune, but he completely lost himself, so ironic, but so realistic.

Lan Li nodded slightly, "I believe."

For some reason, Arthur's mood relaxed a little, and the relief made his heavy shoulders relax.

He lowered his eyes, then turned his head, shaking the whiskey in his hand meaninglessly, and continued, "Before, Edith was forced to stay in London for more than a month, they moved Denise out, grabbed Edith's weakness, and held a private party. By the way, Andre and Eaton were both present. Ha."

After chuckling, Arthur fell silent again, as if he was sorting out his thoughts, "I don't know why, after experiencing all this, I just want to escape, escape from afar. Elve thought I betrayed my father and mother because my work in London needs me, and because the connections of the Hall family need me, but..."

"But sometimes, I'm curious, what if I need me too?" A gentle word revealed deep confusion and confusion. The feeling of powerlessness dragged my ankles and slowly sank into the abyss. Inexplicably, my nose began to become sore.

But Arthur still maintained his etiquette and rules, did not fall apart, smiled again, turned to look at Renli, "Then, I bought a plane ticket and flew over here. Why? Ha, I don't know either. Renli, do you know?"

Arthur looked at Renly sincerely and asked questions carefully, revealing his fragility and softness.

Lan Li met Arthur's gaze, and did not rush to speak, but just stared quietly, thought seriously, and then spoke:

"When I was immersed in the performance, there was a moment when I could clearly know who I was, what I was doing, and where I was going. It could be said to be a dream, freedom, or self. In essence, it was the same; and the only thing that was certain was that I knew what I wanted."

"Many people don't know what they want for their whole lives. Even if they have a goal, they don't know what they are chasing. It has nothing to do with class or origin. Just like what you said just now, everyone in this party is competing for fame and fortune, but in fact, they don't know what fame and fortune are. Money? Glory? Honor? Title? Connections? Or inheritance?"

"Or, it's just a sense of existence?"

"However, this is normal. Because only a small number of people can know what they want, even if they don't know, there is no problem, but at least they can know what they don't want. Then, start exploring. Life is long, but also short. If you don't hold on tightly, it will disappear in a blink of an eye."

"Life is as gorgeous as summer flowers, and death is as quiet as autumn leaves."

Lan Li talked, Arthur listened, and went back and forth, incredibly harmonious.

Lanley did not answer Arthur's question, but said to himself, but Arthur did not speak, but just listened quietly.

This scene has a ridiculous sense of joy, because the richness of Oscar Night is still surrounded by you, the glitz and hypocrisy between the cups and cups fully interpret the mystery of the Vanity Fair, but the two brothers have truly opened their hearts for the first time in history, yes, this is the first time.

Arthur's eyes fell firmly on Renly's face. Although this was his younger brother. He grew up together, he seemed to have never really known him. But if he thought about it seriously, who among the nobles had really known each other?

"So you chose surfing and rock climbing?" This was Arthur's first sentence after silence.

Lan Li chuckled, "Yes, that's why. In addition, next month, I'm going to New Zealand to learn skydiving; in addition, I'm also considering whether to take a flight license."

“What about the performance?”

"No hurry yet, I need a long vacation. In the final analysis, I'm not a robot."

"Ha, are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure."

Without a break and a gap, the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't help but rise gently.

In a trance, Arthur seemed to understand one thing: why he came to Hollywood and why he came to Oscar Night.

Renly Hall. That's the answer.

Deep down, Arthur knew that this was the right answer; but he didn't want to explore or admit that, after all, they were just strangers who shared the same name, not real brothers.

"Lanley, sorry."

The sudden words made Lan Li stunned for a moment and looked at Arthur in confusion. Then Arthur lowered his eyes, shook his head, and said with a chuckling, "It's okay."

At the beginning of the story, George and Elizabeth knew clearly that Renly was an actor with potential.

My family once received an official invitation from the Royal Academy of Drama Arts in London, hoping that Lanli would join the official drama crew of the college to participate in a tour in Europe; my family also received letters and phone calls for a successful audition in the West End of London...

But all of these messages were intercepted.

In life, Lanley is a guy who lacks a stubbornness, including the sorting of letters. He never knew how to manage his letters. So George and Elizabeth successfully stopped them and forced Arthur to give a reply, thanked the invitation, and refused to be kind.

Arthur did as he did.

So, sorry.8)
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